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So, I’m trudgin’ through the grime, lookin’ for a hookup—ain’t talkin’ Tinder, nah! Streets got their own vibe, right? Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ there wavin’—takes guts to spot ‘em. Back in the day, medieval times, fun fact—some charcoal burners like me doubled as pimps! Burnin’ wood by day, slingin’ ass by night—wild, huh? Made me laugh, thinkin’ I’m some time-travelin’ hustler.

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I finally pulled myself together and headed over to the Yorii Station. I needed to catch a train to Saitama. But of course, the train was late. Classic. I was standing there, tapping my foot, when this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s all like, “You know, back in my day…” and I’m just nodding, trying to be polite. But inside, I’m screaming, “I don’t have time for your life story, man!”

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